Martinique

 Frigate bird flightmotionless overDiamond Mountain Aqua shush shushsand & crabs scuttle@ sunset. The French discussmenus: the pros& cons of soufflé: light reflectsfrom oceanon faces too tanned. We are comingwe are goingbody snaps its stress I melt like sugar. Cane tall @roadside, the roadI’ve travelled too far to get here. You are with meyou jumped insidemy skin, refused to move out. I tried to shakeyou free; we circleat a distance. I’m your hero& you for me?I wonder if this will be. Frigate flightswoops over aquaboats sloop scent of saffronspices air; asthe mountain watches.